Will Burton: So, how big is this whole bandslam thing around here?
Sa5m: Texas high school football big.
Ronnie Barnhardt: The world has no use for another scared man. Right now, the world needs a fucking hero.
Olivia Pitterson: Did you ever loose anybody?
Staff Sergeant Will Montgomery: Yeah. Friends, over there. My father, during peace time, drunk driver.
Olivia Pitterson: Did they catch him?
Staff Sergeant Will Montgomery: No, my father was the drunk driver.
Michael McCrea: You off the drink?
Jim McCrea: Just have a yen for some java, man.
Chelsea: Sometimes clients think they want the real you, but at the end of the day, they say they don't. They want what... they want what you want to be. They want you to be something else. They don't want you to be yourself.
Interviewer: Suppose I'm that rare client that really wants to.
Chelsea: If they wanted you to be yourself, they wouldn't be paying you.
Martin: I gave God a chance to kill me. He didn't do it, so he's pleased with me.
Paige: You know what Mari? I think Justin here could be kind of cute if he lost his whole like creepy, hooded Unabomber kind of vibe he's got going on. Don't you think?
Diego: When you were waiting at the roundabout, for a car to pass on your left, Lena and you kissed.
Mateo Blanco: We kissed? I don't remember that.
Diego: It's a normal kiss, the kind couples give each other out of habit.
Mateo Blanco: The last kiss.
Diego: Yes. Lena didn't die in your arms, like you'd dreamed, but the last sensation she took from this world was your mouth.
Violet: A person inside another person - science fiction. She doesn't know a thing.
Elizabeth: Who?
Violet: Your baby. Only her mother's heartbeat.
Beckett: Babies like to breathe, and they're good at hiding it. I put a pillow over a baby. I thought she wasn't breathing, but she was. She was sneaky, but I'll try again.
Henry Carter: It's never going to go away, is it?
Jemma: No. But we're still here. That's something.